The first thing that hit me, flipping through Roopal Tyagi’s wedding photos, was how quietly everything glowed. Not the blinding, over rehearsed kind of glow you get at half the celebrity weddings in Mumbai, but something warmer. Softer. Almost like the light was in on the secret before the rest of us were. Roopal stood there in that red lehenga, the embroidery catching little sparks from the mandap lights, and you could tell this wasn’t a production. It was a moment. The kind people tuck away for decades.
And then there was the tiny detail on her waistband, RooNom, their wedding hashtag. It felt like the kind of personal joke couples make on lazy afternoons, not some marketing gimmick. I liked that. It made the whole thing feel lived in, real, unfiltered.
The ceremony itself took place on December 5 in Mumbai, just family and close friends. You know the kind of gathering where everybody has some embarrassing childhood story to threaten you with. There is a comfort in rooms like that, where nobody needs a seating chart to understand the emotional layout. Nomish Bhardwaj, the groom, showed up in a yellow and white sherwani, looking calm in a way that made the rest of the frame settle around him. Maybe it is the animator in him. People who build worlds for a living often carry an odd kind of gentleness.
They took their seven pheras, of course. Tradition has a way of softening even the most modern weddings. In the pictures, there is this one moment, Roopal’s veil slipping a little, marigolds hanging low overhead, Nomish leaning in just slightly, like he wants to make sure she is steady. It is small, easy to miss, but that is where the real story is. Not in the outfits or the mandap decor, but in the microexpressions of two people choosing each other.
What I loved most, honestly, was that Roopal shared the photos herself. Before tabloids could spin it into some breathless saga. Her captions weren’t trying to impress anyone. They were grounded, almost reflective. Later, she said she carried both her janmabhoomi and her karmabhoomi with her to the mandap. A simple sentence, but it stuck with me. Artists often live in this strange split between where they come from and who the world needs them to be. Bridging that gap on a day like your wedding feels like emotional housekeeping.
Media outlets naturally ran with the story. What amused me was how often they used the word intimate. It is funny how, in a city that thrives on spectacle, intimacy becomes headline worthy. But they were right. There was nothing massive about this wedding. No towering floral arches designed for aerial shots, no coordinated sangeet ensemble dancing for the algorithm. Just two people and the handful of others who mattered. There is a kind of bravery in choosing smallness when the world expects grandeur.
Watching Roopal in these photos, it is easy to forget she once navigated the chaos of Bigg Boss 9, or that she played Gunjan with that mix of sweetness and steel. And Nomish, who spent years in Los Angeles crafting animated worlds, now standing in the very real one they are building together. The balance between their lives makes sense in a way that feels almost accidental, but probably isn’t.
The pictures keep circling back to me, especially the candid ones. The veil drifting in the breeze, the way she tilts her head towards him during a blessing, the laughter from someone just outside the frame. These are not heavily posed. They feel like the photographer simply caught what happened when nobody remembered they were being watched.
December weddings in Mumbai always have this emotional humidity. The weather tries to cool down but never fully commits. People get sentimental without meaning to. And here were these two, creating something steady in the middle of a city that never stops humming. It felt right.
What stays with me most is how their wedding didn’t chase a moment. It created one. Roopal and Nomish weren’t trying to impress. They were trying to be present. And in that presence, in that easy warmth, they gave everyone a reminder that the most beautiful celebrations don’t always need scale. Sometimes they just need sincerity.
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Sana has been covering film, fame, and everything in between for over a decade. From red carpets to rehab rumors, she brings nuance, wit, and an insider’s edge to every story. When she’s not reporting, she’s probably watching Koffee With Karan reruns or doom-scrolling celebrity IG feeds.
